
Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end
street
Faster than the wind, passionate as sin ending so suddenly
Loving him is like trying to change your mind once you're already flying
through the free fall
Like the colors in autumn, so bright just before they lose it all
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Losing him was blue like I'd never known
Missing him was dark grey all alone
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met
But loving...